“Oh, it does. It really does.”
She tilts her head and bites her lip. “So, lots of things make you happy?”
“No, not lots of things.” I press a soft kiss to her lips. “Just you, babe.”And I could make you happy forever if you’d let me.
Chapter 34
Fact or Fiction?
My husband is a good dancer.
Addison
Ladies of Fletcher Mountain Group Chat Plus Cozy
Me:Hey ladies... I’ve got sort of a big question for you and I’m doing it via text, so you have time to come up with an excuse to say no. I swear this is a no pressure situation and I don’t want anyone to feel obligated to say yes.
Cozy:She wants more Fireball.
Dakota:She’s going to tell us Luke has a micro-penis.
Trista:She wants to adopt one of my alpacas!
Me:LOL. No to all the above. I was wondering if you would all consider being my bridesmaids next weekend?
Cozy:OMG
Dakota:Fuck yes!
Trista:What do I have to wear?
Me:Haha. Wear whatever you planned to wear for the wedding. No matching horrific dresses, I promise.
Dakota:Thank God for that.
Trista:Can I wear my Carhartt coat?
Cozy:No farmer coats, Trista!
Me:I don’t care what you all wear. I just would love to have you all with me if you’re up for it. You ladies have welcomed me with open arms and healed something in me that has been broken for a long time. Not trying to get mushy but I just want you to know, this is legit, and I appreciate you all regardless of if you want to stand up there with me or not.
Cozy:??????
Dakota:I already said yes but now I’m crying and saying yes. Thanks for that, asshole.
Trista:You’re the shit, Ads. It would be my honor.
Me:Thank you so much. And, Trista and Cozy... would Stevie and Ethan be our flower girl and ring bearer?
Cozy:Yikes.
Trista:YES! OMG, I HAVE THE PERFECT DRESS FOR HER ALREADY. YOU’RE GOING TO DIE.
Me:Cozy, is that a yes?
Cozy:On your own head it be.
Me:LOL. Duly noted. Thanks, ladies!